MERRILL: POST ORDEAL [ part 4 ] Beryl thought about how he would tie her. He looked at the posts, then had an idea. She wanted to be tied up tight. So be it. “Give me your hands.” When she did, he put the wrist cuffs on her. He made her raise one leg at a time, and attached the ankle cuffs. He added long ropes to each cuff. He found a couple of small stools and placed one at each post. He told Merrill to stand on the two stools. “Beryl, I can’t. They’re too far apart. It hurts. It feels like I am being split in two.” “Don’t argue with me, just do it!” The tone in his voice told her he meant what he said. She did the best she could to stand on the stools. He attached the ankle cuffs to the opposite posts, pulling each leg up even farther. He wrapped lots of rope around the posts and through her D-rings on the cuffs. Her legs were now spread almost in line with each other. He noticed her vaginal lips were spread wide open as well, and saw the glistening wetness which covered them already. “Beryl, I can’t take it any more!” “Shut up. You wanted to be tied up tightly, so that is what I am doing.” He found a stepladder and opened it by her right side, and began to pull her right hand directly out as far as he could, stretching her right side. He tied it off with lots of rope as well, wrapping the ropes over the post so her arm was straight out. He went to her left wrist and did the same. Her arms made a straight line from wrist to wrist. She was now bound spread eagled to the posts, hanging in mid air. Next he put the blindfold and gag on her. Finally, he attached the nipple clamps with the weights. She screamed through her gag. He rubbed a finger along here wet slit. She jerked in her ropes. He continued to play with her slit, even rubbing her clit now and then. He wet a finger and stuck it into her anus. She tried to evade, but no amount of struggling loosened the ropes, nor failed to disengage his finger from her anus. Before she reached orgasm, he stopped. She begged through her gag, but only mindless sounds emerged. “I’ll be down in a while to check on you. Have fun being tied up.” She screamed again through her gag. Of course, Beryl couldn’t understand anything she said. “Bye, sis.” She heard him tromping up the basement stairs. She was alone, severely suspended in a spread eagle, gagged, blindfolded and nipple clamped. She struggled against her ropes, but it did no good. She tired and sagged against the ropes. She didn’t want to be tied up. She should have kept her mouth shut. She needed to be let loose. NOW! She screamed again through her gag, hoping to get Beryl’s attention. But she knew he couldn’t hear her upstairs. PLEASE LET ME LOOSE! she thought loudly. PLEASE! She struggled again, hoping Beryl hadn’t tied her as tightly as he thought he had. But he had. When Beryl returned to the breakfast table, his parents wanted to know where his sister was. Of course, he answered truthfully, an answer he knew would beg them off and not believed, “Oh, I took her down to the basement and tied her spread eagle to the posts. I put nipple clamps on her little nipples, and gagged and blindfolded her, then I play with her slit and her clit, and put a finger up her anus, until she was on the verge of orgasm, then I stopped, and I left her there.” His parents sat there dumbfounded, not knowing what to say. Then their father smiled, “Oh, I get it. She doesn’t want to talk to us yet, huh?” “Sorry, dad. I promised not to tell you where she was. She said she would be back much later, then talk to you. Right now, she just wants to be alone. I’ll check on her every so often to see if there’s anything I can do for her.” “OK, son. I get you. Well, your mother and I are going into the city. We’ll be gone for about six hours or so. We’ll see you when we get back. Do the dishes while we’re gone, would you please?” “Sure, dad. No problem. I’ll probably go check on Merrill as soon as you leave, then I’ll get started on the dishes.” “Fine. Goodbye, now.” “Bye dad. Bye mom. See you later.” He heard the garage door open, the car start and move out, then the door closing. They were gone. And now, to his sister. When he got to the basement, he just watched her for a little while, her naked body just as beautiful, no, even more beautiful than his girlfriend’s. He could hear her sobbing softly, but he ignored it. She wanted to be tied up, so she’s tied up. He moved over to her, to one of her bound feet. He began to tickle it up and down her sole. She jerked, moving her toes and foot, trying to get away from the intense tickling. He went to her other foot, then did the same thing. He decided her feet moved too much, so he looked around the basement, and found some old rubber coated wire. He took large pieces from the roll, then wrapped her right big toe with the wire, then took the loose ends and pulled her big toe to the post and tied it there. He did the same thing to her left big toe. Beryl then proceeded to tickle the soles of her feet again, alternating between the two. Now, with her big toes tied, she couldn’t move her feet around. He enjoyed this torture greatly. As he looked at his sister, he got an idea. He looked around the basement some more, and found what he was looking for. His dad was a leather worker. Although a handle was missing (never had a handle, in fact) he gripped the strands of soft leather in his right hand. He stood behind her and began to whip her with the strands of leather. Merrill began to scream through her gag with each whipping. Her bare bottom turned red, redder, reddest. But he didn’t stop. He continued until his arm grew tired. Then he went in front of her, then began to whip her slit and clit, making sure the ends of the strands hit her butt hole. She screamed some more. He watched her writhe, then shudder. He knew he had just made her cum. Then he decided to do something he had been thinking off all along. First, he stripped naked. He moved toward his sister until he touched, his chest against hers, his penis trapped between them, his arms around her back. He moved his hips up and down, getting a full erection and his penis wet from his pre-cum. He continued to rub until he was ready to reach an orgasm. He heard his sister making noises through her gag. He didn’t care what she was trying to say. He was going to fuck her regardless. He moved away from her, grabbed his cock, and squatted down just enough to get his penis to slide easily inside her. He stood up, forcing his penis all the way in. She gasped at the intrusion. He could feel her cervix with the head of his cock. He played with her nipples, so soft and round. He used his teeth on them, and she gasped with each nibble. He continued to play with her little tits while he began to move his cock in and out of her cunt. Slowly, very slowly. Then a little faster. Then a little faster. Finally, he was going at top speed, and pushed his way all the way in with his hardness. Suddenly Merrill screamed and bucked against him several times. She had reached orgasm. He hadn’t. He wanted to cum in her other hole. He pulled out, slick with her juice. The combination of his semen and her cunt juices filled her twat so full that she literally dripped onto the floor. He walked behind her, grabbed his penis once again, and slid it into her anus. She screamed and jerked at the large intrusion. She thought she would split in two. “You love every minute of what I have done to you, don’t you?” he asked her. She remained silent. He grabbed her hair and bent her head backward. “Answer me, dammit. You love what I have been doing to you, don’t you?” She knew had better nod yes. “Good. Then you will really enjoy being fucked in the ass won’t you?” Again she nodded. He began moving in and out of her ass hole very slowly. He wanted to savor every minute of it. He again played with her little titties, squeezing them, stretching them, twisting them. She cried out, this time in pleasure, no pain. She was getting used to the pain, and now experienced the pleasure that came with tit torture. He continued to ram his cock in and out of her ass. He sped up. He sped up again, and finally reached his own orgasm, spurting many times into her bowels. He pulled out, realizing she had reached a second orgasm through him fucking her in the ass. Her butt hole leaked his cum, rolling down her thighs and dripping onto the floor as well. “Well, I guess I will see you later. Enjoy your bondage.” Merrill screamed at him and shook her head emphatically. “What, you don’t want to be tied up any more?” he asked her. She shook her head no again several times. “Well, I’m sorry, but you wanted to be tied up all day, and that’s just what you’re going to be. Tied up all day. See you later. By the way, I might even ask some of my friends over and have them come down and see my sister all nicely tied up and ready to be fucked again. OK?” “MMMM MMMMMMMMM,” she cried, shaking her head no again and again. “OK, thanks for the approval. See you later with my friends.” And he went back upstairs, went outside to play with his friends. Yep, they were there, his two best friends, Jack and Lance. He would wait a while, then ask them to come to the basement with him. Tell them he had a surprise for them. Yeah, that would work just fine . . . |